The Witch on Forest’s Edge

. I’ve heard she dwells On the forest’s edge Far from prying eyes. She sits on wells Casting curious spells Though no one ever sees. But children say, She calls their name, How wicked they all scream! What they didn’t see Was in that tree Focused and alone She sits all day Casting away All […]

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“Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords”

I remember that I used to be fearless. I used to jump without wondering, “is it too high?” I used to walk alone without listening for the footsteps behind me. I used to enjoy the thrill of a good scare—back when it was a novelty. I used to fall asleep without feeling the world crushing […]

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